Myself and a couple friends visited Switzerland for 3 days! This trip was such a great addition to my spring break, and I'm so glad I got the opportunity to learn new things about this country and explore.

I can not explain how outrageous everything seemed. The people, the buildings, the weather and even the air felt so different.

It was a trip full of adventures.

We had two-three hour car rides, a silly football match in the backyard of our hotel, smelly cheese... We always ended up being extremely tired, but for some reason it was worth it!

The views, the weather, the peacefullness: Purely perfection!

(Well it was actually really cold but let's just forget about that part.) If you ever get to visit this gorgeous place, I don't think you'd ever get bored of the view!

The only problem was that I had no clue what people were talking about!

You see, I can't speak French fluently, so I just couldn't understand what people were saying when they were answering my questions. But let's be honest, I couldn't even ask questions. Somehow, I managed to survive with my ridicilous speaking skills.

If you ever get to visit this gorgeous place, I don't think you'd ever get bored of the view!

Make sure that you have the right currency with you: Our hotel was in France, near the border, so they only accepted Euro! Though I had none with me, I had no clue that our hotel wasn't in Switzerland. So it was quite hard to manage, but thanks to my friends, I didn't starve.

I just wanted to share a small bit of my adventures and some of my favorite pictures I've ever taken! You can tell me what you think by leaving a comment below :) Hope you're having a great day! -ClassyMoon☾

It used to be so easy for me; just going up the stairs, smiling and starting to play.

I have been playing the piano for almost 10 years. I believe that's a long time. At my school, we have this annual concert that is called "The Musical Night". It used to be one of the most exciting times of the year, for me at least, becuase so many people would come to watch us play. The room would get so crowded that people wouldn't be able to find a seat.

Every year I would choose a song that I really liked to play it on stage. I was so confident when I started, even though I was only 7.

Years started going by and I noticed that every year, playing on stage got harder and harder. Days before the show, I wouldn't sleep becuase of the stress. Sometimes I would get up and play that one song over and over again. But when I say over and over again, I mean at least 15 times. So many different scenarios would come to my mind about the things that could happen and it was ridiculous!

"What if I forget the notes and freeze?"

"What if I fall?"

"Mine is the easiest, I wish I had picked another song."

The list goes on and on!

Being on stage and in front of actual people terrified me. The idea of making a mistake in that scene terrified me even more. It got to a point where performing wasn't fun anymore. It stressed me out so much that I wouldn't be able to think of anything else other than the concert. But I didn't stop playing.

Why?

Its because I decided to hold on to one feeling in particular. To be honest, that was the feeling which kept me going. It was the relief and the happiness you feel after you get off the stage. I loved going up to my friends and saying "I was so terrified but everything went well!" That one feeling was worth more than anything.

And now in two weeks, I'm going to be doing a presentation about art in front of 200 people that I personally know! Thinking about being on a stage still scares me a lot but if other people can do it, why can't I?

I feel like facing your fears is the only way to overcome them. It's not an easy thing, but thats what I'm going to do.

If you have any tips about this, tell me in the comments below! ♡ xx Thank you for reading!

Hello! I've been thinking about starting a blog for a while now. I've attempted blogging twice, one was nearly a year ago, but it never worked out the way I wanted it to. For some reason, I want to give it another try.

My name is Ulku, and I'm 15.

Writing has always been special for me. I'm guessing this is because of my grandfather, who was an author and had books that had his name written on them. I was just a little kid but I idolised him. He influenced me to do a lot of things, just like writing. Therefore, I started writing short stories when I was around 9 years old.

I continued writing for years, but at some point I stopped. I can remember my grandfather saying "You used to write such great and different stories, you should continue doing that." I never did. I feel like I always wanted to go on writing but never got enough time.

I have stopped doing a lot of things that I loved doing, for no reason! Now that I look back, I think I probably shouldn't have...

But maybe its not too late to start a blog again?

What about you, do you have regrets about walking away from something? Leave me a comment about it! ♡